“Hey Leo, check this out,” Takumi called from the bedroom. Leo rolled his eyes, pausing his show to see what Takumi had now. As one does when the seasons change, Takumi was switching out his wardrobe, packing up summer clothing and trying on winter gear to see if anything still fit. Every other time Leo had been called back it was to hear Takumi bitch about how much money he was going to have to spend buying new things.
“What, what-” Leo stopped in the doorway, frozen as he stared at Takumi sitting on the bed. He was posing in shorts much too tight- they had been short on him even before he had started gaining, and now they strained against his thighs, the seams obviously torn on purpose and fraying. The t-shirt Takumi was wearing had obviously undergone the same sort of doctoring, a small rip at the bottom hems and another underneath the sleeves.
“Watch this-” Takumi’s voice was strained, and Leo could see why. He was holding his gut in as far as he could, even using a hand to help keep it flat, and soon began to let his breath out. He grunted as the shirt grew tighter, catching on his swollen form and stretching along with him. When Takumi took a deep breath, pushing his belly out, Leo watched as the shirt began to rip along the pre-made tears, Takumi’s sides becoming ever clearer as they oozed out of the broken shirt.
“Isn’t that cool?” He said after catching his breath, the rapid rise and fall of his chest causing the shirt to fray further, “I looked it up online after we did that button popping-” Takumi had no time to finish his sentence as Leo quickly crossed the room and trapped him in a kiss, hands grabbing his exposed stomach.
“Do that again,” Leo murmured, voice heavy with want as he pressed against Takumi, “gods that was so hot, you have to do it again- no- no not right now, just-” Leo decided to cut himself off from rambling, pulling Takumi into another kiss as he joined him on the bed, “later. Show me how you did it. Right now? Take this off.”